The Meal I Wanted Chapter 6

Vincent...

Aaron Kamiya laughed softly.

Why did you laugh out loud? Is there something funny about it? Dylan really couldn't get the other person's smile, so he reached out and put the empty lunch box back into his backpack, "What's the matter?"

"nothing."

This is the conversation that ended yesterday.

To be honest, Aaron Kamiya didn't want Dylan to have any contact with Vincent, but this was not something that could be realized just by wishing. A Scottish sniper must join the action team, that is, under Vincent.

On this autumn day when the cool breeze was coming, he actually didn't have any decent clothes. The only clothes he had left were probably a few pieces of white sack-like robes that came back and forth. The remaining rags had been rolled into a ball and became part of the bed. .

Simple and easy to wear, plus I don’t go out very often.

For this considerate male mother, Dylan, had already prepared clothes. When he handed the sweatshirt and casual pants to Aaron Kamiya, his eyes immediately fell on the other person's feet.

He had always been curious about the shackles. It's not convenient to go out with this, nor is it easy to change clothes.

Regarding this doubt. Aaron Kamiya solved half of it for him with his actions.

But not before that.

It doesn’t matter if Kamiyauri himself is there. It's not like I can change my clothes in front of others and look at them inexplicably: "Aren't you going out?"

Even if they were of the same gender, they couldn't be so candid, and they weren't doing some bodybuilding competition. Besides, he really didn't want the other person to see the scars on his body.

Dylan retracted his gaze, turned his back and uttered two words: "I'm sorry." He turned around and left the toilet.

As for the toilet door, it has long been piled in the corner. If you go through the pile of garbage now, you might still be able to find the door handle.

This mess has long since attracted Dylan's attention. While the other party was changing clothes, he sorted it out a little, such as the garbage in the corner.

The broken wood changed from lying down to standing upright, squeezing out some space to a certain extent, and then using a rag to block it, the garbage disappeared quickly like a deception.

Although Aaron Kamiya himself may not care.

In the process of sorting it out, something happened. Dylan didn't want to watch the other party change clothes, but under the reflection of the tiles in the toilet, he passively looked at Aaron Kamiya, and saw the clothes slowly fading through the halo.

For example, it was not the thin figure he imagined, but smooth lines with muscles.

Dylan turned around suddenly and cursed himself in a low voice, "See no evil."

The sound of rustling clothes and the clinking figure of the pair of iron shackles were getting closer and closer to him.

"I'm ready."

Hearing the familiar voice, Dylan covered his mouth with a fist and coughed lightly. He silently turned around and came behind Kamiyauri. Pretending that nothing happened, he pulled up his scattered black silk and tied it into a ponytail. .

The orange sweatshirt and black casual pants were bought by Dylan earlier and given to Aaron Kamiya before they were worn. Therefore, the sweatshirt at this time was not very snug, with the hem reaching to the thighs, and the casual pants also needed to be hemmed. Tie up, very loose, with a fluffy feeling.

In addition, the shackles that Kamiyari had been holding in his hands attracted Dylan's attention. Anyway, he asked directly: "So you can take them off, so why do you keep wearing them?"

Aaron Kamiya was stunned for a moment, then raised the shackles in his hands and looked at them carefully: "Probably, I'm too lazy to take them." His eyebrows were crooked, but when he spoke he was so cold that his emotions could not be heard: "Since they are afraid, Then it's okay if I wear it."

He raised his hand and threw the thing to the corner with a crisp sound, "Let's go."

There was a lot of traffic outside, and the noise echoed through the sky. The abrupt erection of the trees brings a touch of normalcy to the building. The dry and cold outdoor air slowly invaded his body. He shook his body, but the temperature was completely different from that inside the house.

He has no particular preference for any season, and even when he goes out, it's just the same, normal.

The bustling scenery passed quietly by the car as it sped along. Soon, the boundless sea appeared in front of us. The water was rippling and the silence brought a new ending to the sea, representing the end of summer.

Dylan looked sideways at him: "What's wrong?"

In fact, I just thought of the friend in my memory who loved the beach. He looked at the scenery flying by outside the window and shook his head, "It's just that I haven't seen such scenery in a long time."

The straightforward words stunned Dylan. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, looked at the road ahead, and pretended to be disapproving, "I'll take you out later."

"Okay."

The car was parked in the designated parking lot. Aaron Kamiya followed Dylan all the way to the ancient bluestone slabs, winding upwards with dark green moss. Looking up, the dense vegetation on both sides gave the feeling of a winding path.

But this tranquility was broken by the people around him.

The temple fair is actually a festival with a specific day for praying. As he approached the lottery requesting area, Aaron Kamiya couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible if you think about it?"

Will it come true if you just pray?

Dylan raised the guard and waved it in front of him, "It will be very tiring to carry it alone. As long as you make a wish and go out, you won't be so tired."

Aaron Kamiya followed closely and took a guard. He happened to stand in the place where the green shade was lost. The gentle sunlight hit his hands and illuminated the silk threads on the guard. "Is this good?"

"Most definitely."

"Yeah."

He didn't know whether this temple was really effective, and he didn't care at all. In short, he had tried too many things, and it didn't matter to him whether he tried more or less.

As the night deepened, the surrounding lanterns lit up, casting a faint light on the long path. Dylan reached out and grabbed Aaron Kamiya's wrist and led him to one of the roads. A word came from his head: " Let's go, the temple fair has begun."

The breeze caressed his ears, and Aaron Kamiya said in a strange way: "I won't let you die."

The person in front became silent. After a long time, he chuckled, with a hint of coaxing, "Then it's up to you."

Only Kamiyauri himself knows the truth of this sentence that I won't let you die. After all, with his status, Dylan can only treat it as a casual saying.

From Dylan's perspective, Kamiyauri was just a poor person who was being studied and couldn't protect himself.

In addition, Dylan's identity is not only the action team that obtained the wine name, but also an undercover police officer. He is not willing to drag others down.

Of course Aaron Kamiya didn't care whether Dylan believed it or not, he would never let the other party die anyway.

There were so many people on the street that Aaron Kamiya felt a little uncomfortable due to being squeezed. He happened to see a goldfish fishing stall not far away. He stretched out his hand to hold the place and walked straight over, "I want to play with that."

Using a paper net to catch goldfish, a seemingly simple game, easily caught Kamiyauri's attention and ignited an inexplicable desire to win.

For this request, Dylan will definitely not refuse, "Then I'll buy crepes, and you just wait here for me." If Kamiyauri was a child, he would probably have the tone of a father raising a child. I hope people don't Running around.

But Kamiyauri is not a child. So the deeper meaning of Dylan's words is unknown.

Maybe he hoped Kamiyauri would escape while he was away.

Kamiyauri, who had already been attracted by the goldfish, could not understand what the other party meant. Even if he could understand, he wouldn't run away.

At this time, he was squatting down, holding a paper net in his hand, thinking about how to start, and in the pool in front of him were goldfish of different colors.

As a result, if I hit it steadily and hard, there would be no fish and the net would be broken.

Damn it, he, a master who has been in the infinite world for many years, was actually stumped by fishing for goldfish.

Aaron Kamiya was frowning, trying to find a way to avenge his shame.

As the saying goes, while you are immersed in your own world and fishing for goldfish, you will become the scenery in the eyes of others.

This is what Blake Matsuda saw.

In the bustling streets, only the place where the other party was fishing for goldfish became a unique scenery. Maybe it was related to the appearance. There were cute children around, but the other party, an adult, stood out among them.

When there was laughter and laughter around him, the other party was too serious, as if he was not fishing for goldfish but doing an experiment or something.

The side face is focused, the eyes are serious, the slightly scattered broken hair makes the face whiter, and the red lips are slightly pursed. After the net is broken in the hand, he will pout and stare at the net in annoyance.

Like a hamster that doesn't get what it wants.

It will make people laugh unconsciously.

"Xiao Zhenping...what are you looking at? Let me take a look too." A slightly raised voice came from behind, and a certain weight also fell on his shoulders.

Blake Matsuda turned his head slightly panicked and said loudly: "I'm not looking at anything! I just want to eat octopus balls."

"That's it." Hagiwara Kenji stood on Blake Matsuda, looked at Zuo Guyan's friend seriously, shrugged and said, "Forget it, let's go."

If you continue to ask questions, your friend might explode.

"By the way...hagi, you are too slow."

"Sorry...I was delayed on the way."

"Tsk... I must have been stopped by a girl again to ask for directions."

Hagiwara Kenji held Blake Matsuda's head, poked his face with his fist, and said happily: "You're still talking about me, wasn't Blake Matsuda-chan looking at someone just now?"

He just saw a beautiful young man, tsk tsk, it turns out Blake Matsuda likes this.

"I'm not looking!!" Blake Matsuda broke away from Hagiwara Kenji's hand, came behind him, and pushed him forward, "Let's go, let's go."

Before leaving, he turned to look at Gu Li.

Sure enough, I haven't caught it yet, and there are already a lot of fishing nets piled up at my feet. Blake Matsuda couldn't help laughing, he was so stupid but so cute.

"Xiao Blake Matsuda...what are you laughing at."

"Nothing! Let's leave quickly."

"Really."

"real!"

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